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Last Leaf Has Fallen

A lonely coyote yelps in the wind
It won't stop yowling at what?
When there's nothing there
Just a little rushing of air
Is this crazed animal out of its mind?
Just a shadow across the moon
Or some strange scent so maligned?
Darkness creeps up on us all
Sends shivers down our back
Hear the raven's call late at night
Hunger cries over freshly fallen snow.
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Posted: Nov 2011
About this poem:
Beginning of winter

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lucy777
Very nice as always Yankee! I was just sitting on my porch listening to the coyotes yip my self! grin
Ayhra
Very nice poem Yankee4u handshake teddybear
soulvirus
pretty cool poem... i like it a lot
Odette67
Darkness creeps up on us all
Sends shivers down our back
Hear the raven's call late at night
Hunger cries over freshly fallen snow.

A melancholy feeling comes over me when the last leaf falls..you do paint such wonderful pictures in your poems Yankee about American country life.purple heart
Happygolucky4uonline today!
hmmm Are we humans much different than this lonely coyote?? I enjoyed your thought provoking poem. uncertain
Yankee4youonline today!
The New England winter is harsh and long...many wild animals must make the most of the food they have collected, and find good shelter yet many preditors like the coyote survive on the weak and injured or starving....in many ways people are like coyotes..rich people prey on the poor....horrible thing to say...I know.
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